I'll in bed. Problem compounded by tiredness and husband having woken me twice last night by loud weird choking coughs, after which I couldn't get back to sleep. (He's not I'll. Not sure what coughing was about.) I was working yesterday and will be working the next five days. He's retired. So because I'm so shattered I retreated to bed this morning and said l didn't feel up to coming down for lunch. When he offered to bring me something, I asked for a toasted cheese sandwich. ( We have a machine for doing toasties.) After ten minutes he game back with a plate that had two very greasy slices of cheese on toast on it. No knife and fork or paper napkin, so not really possible to eat in bed. So do I leave the bastard?